Free Wilderness 02
The Guhuo bird didn't notice the pecking of the young bird, which was as strong as the wind. She stopped looking for food and fell into deep thought.
The baby bird in the palm of my hand was not only crying, but also rolling around wildly. Its little wings, which had not yet grown feathers, flapped back and forth, and its feet left afterimages. Compared with its small body, the sound of its crying was extremely loud.
...I don’t know why I’m crying.
A little panicked.
I have to do something to stop him from crying.
She raised her hand and pinched the baby bird's beak, and the baby bird's crying stopped abruptly.
Guhuo Bird breathed a sigh of relief.
He continued searching for food and found a fresh nut left behind. He broke it into four pieces, opened the baby bird's mouth, and before he could cry out, he put a piece into his mouth.
She remembered that she often ate this kind of thing when she was a child, swallowing it with the shell.
The baby bird stopped crying. After a quarter of the nut fell into its mouth, its thin throat was stuck, and its translucent body, which had just turned pink, began to turn purple again.
He fell to the side with a thud and his feet twitched.
The feathers all over the Guhuo Bird exploded: "!!!"
She quickly grabbed the young bird and shook it a few times. After shaking it a few times, the young bird coughed up the nut, made a "chi" sound, and collapsed weakly.
"Can't we eat nuts?"
This is what she ate when she was a child.
The Guhuo bird, which had no experience in raising chicks, couldn't help biting its fingers.
She looked around at the various "junk foods" in her nest, and decided to transform into her original form, swallowed the baby bird into her mouth, and then flew towards the musky bird tribe.
The Eyebird Tribe is home not only to red-feathered eyebirds, but also to other small tribes that rely on this place for survival.
The current chief of the Mudbird tribe is a descendant of an old friend of the Guhuo Bird, and calls her Aunt.
The Guhuo Bird did not conceal its breath, so as soon as it landed here, all the members of the Mudbird Tribe knew that she was coming.
"Aunt is here!"
The chief of the muskbird tribe came forward with a smile, "Xiaohong told me yesterday that she went out to play with you, old man. I hope that kid didn't cause any trouble for you."
The Guhuo bird folded its wings, spit out something from its mouth and came to the stone table outside.
The young bird rolled over and managed to sit up with difficulty. Its sparse hair was soaked. It shook instinctively, and its whole body turned from pink to light red due to anger.
The young bird couldn't walk yet, so it pointed its wings into a point and said, "Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!!"
The chief of the muskbird tribe: "...What is this?"
The Guhuo bird transformed into a human form, "I just hatched yesterday, I..."
She paused, picked up the baby bird, looked around, and then confirmed, "My son."
The chief of the muskbird tribe: “???”
There were so many things to complain about that she didn't know how to complain for a while.
Ye Lu spread out his hands: "I don't know how to raise a puppy. What did you feed Xiao Hong when he was just born?"
The chief of the muskbird tribe was in a daze: "Uh, all kinds of nectar? Silkworms, beans, milk from the market, etc...."
The food that the bird tribe feeds their babies are edible things that have been passed down through practice by various tribes.
After a hundred days of polar night, many plants have mutated. Every time an edible food with high nutritional value is identified, it is a cause for joy for all tribes.
There is only one bird in the Guhuo bird clan, the night heron. It is normal not to know what the baby Guhuo bird should eat. When she was a child, she ate a mixture of foods and died several times from eating them. She only learned her lesson after she was resurrected.
The chief of the muskbird tribe sent for nectar and said, "Don't worry too much, Auntie. It's very unlikely that your lineage of muskbirds will actually die out."
Guhuo Bird: "He just hatched. If he dies and waits for the next birth, who knows how long it will take."
The nectar was quickly brought over, a small cup.
The Guhuo bird took the stone cup and placed it to the young bird's mouth. As if it smelled the fragrance, the young bird stopped chirping angrily and pecked at the edge of the stone cup tentatively.
After confirming that the scented stone came from inside, the young bird pecked at it with all its might.
Each peck hit the outside of the stone cup.
“…”
The new mother observed for a moment and made sure that her son really couldn't find a place to eat and was not particularly fond of stones. Then she gently grabbed the bird's head and let the bird's beak touch the nectar in the stone cup.
The little wings fluttered in joy, forgetting the unpleasantness just now, and it took a bite and tilted its neck back.
He can eat by himself...
Ye Lu squatted down and grabbed the edge of the stone table. Her beautiful eyes slowly widened as she curiously observed this little thing that was connected to her by blood.
She didn't doubt the little guy's origins, because she was born and raised by nature. God saw that she was lonely and gave her a baby. What's wrong with that?
"It's a bit ugly, and it's quite bald."
The Guhuo bird muttered.
The ancient tone is different from that of ten thousand years later, but the word "ugly" is the same. However, the young bird that was eating froze all over. The debuff made Ning Ren's mind stay at the age of nearly three, but the face control gene deeply rooted in his soul made the cub extremely sensitive to the word "ugly".
This pronunciation is a bad thing!
The young bird looked back angrily, its tiny wings scratching at the edge of the stone cup, its trembling short legs trying to stand up, then it fell sideways with a click and fell into the nectar in the stone cup.
It has completely become a honey bird.
“Chi… Gulp gulp… Chi…”
Guhuo Bird quickly fished out the young bird, washed it with water, and rubbed it on the animal skin.
She pressed the baby bird's slightly bulging belly...she didn't know if it was full or not.
The chief of the guhuo bird tribe was helpless: "Newborn chicks all look like this. After two months, when their fur grows thicker, they will look better. However, the guhuo bird tribe should be late-maturing birds. I don't know how long the growth period is."
Even the Guhuo Bird doesn't know this question.
She was so used to wandering around alone that she hadn't even remembered when she grew up. Every time she was resurrected with the Nirvana Fire, she would quickly return to her peak.
The chief of the muskbird tribe taught her some tips on raising cubs: "When you normally take care of a cub, it's better to keep it in its original form. This way, your appearance will be similar to the cub, and it will feel close to you and will imitate your movements."
Night Heron was lost in thought.
"Will his hair grow faster then?"
The chief of the muskbird tribe: "...Follow the growth patterns of the cub. If you want it to have thicker fur, feed it more nutritious food."
Guhuo Bird: "For example?"
The chief of the muskbird tribe said, "As I just said, nectar, good milk from the market, and silkworms..."
"Oh," said Guhuo Bird, "you have everything here, my dear grandson. Pack them all for your uncle as a gift."
This was the reason why she asked the chief of the musky bird tribe to say it again.
"..." The fifty-year-old chief of the musk bird tribe managed his expression very well, "As I should, as I should. Xiaohong——"
A little red bird flew in from outside.
The little red bird landed on the ground and turned into a young boy.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
The chief of the muskbird tribe pointed at the thumb-length bird cub and smiled lovingly: "Call me uncle."
The little red bird first saluted the Guhuo bird, then looked at it for a long time, "Where is my uncle?" He followed his mother's gaze and found a small, shaking head on the piece of animal skin that the Guhuo bird was holding.
“…”
After appreciating his son's distorted expression, the chief of the muskbird tribe was extremely pleased and added more gently: "Your ancestors were just hatched."
It’s the same if you can’t make an expression yourself and your own children make it for you.
The young man's expression cracked slightly.
The chief of the muskbird tribe laughed and said, "Look at this child, he's so happy he can't even speak. Go and prepare some baby food for your uncle."
Guhuo Bird asked some more tips on raising cubs and returned with a full load of things prepared by Xiaohong.
I even plan to visit other bird tribes when I have time.
After she left, the chief of the muskbird tribe sighed a little worriedly.
The Guhuo bird clan had never had any cubs, and her aunt had never shown any gentle maternal love to any cubs of the same kind.
Cubs are not toys and are difficult to take care of, and sometimes it is especially troublesome when they are stubborn.
Her aunt was of that kind of personality, and she was a little worried that the baby guhuo bird would be abandoned by her aunt, or given to them to raise.
"Wait a moment."
The chief of the muskbird tribe suddenly remembered something, "This cub was also born last night!"
Could it be related to Purple Star's appearance? !
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The Guhuo bird returned to the nest with a lot of things. On the way, the young bird could no longer resist sleepiness and fell asleep with its feathers standing on end, and its body exuding the sweet smell of nectar.
She placed the supplementary food in the middle of the ancient tree, and then covered the bird's nest with a thick layer of animal skin and a palm-sized duvet.
She covered the sleeping baby bird with a blanket, then transformed into a bird, with her long, gorgeous feathers hanging outside the nest, swaying gently.
The bird cub's bed was right in front of her paws.
The Guhuo bird curled up and stared at the cub without blinking.
She was used to being free and alone, and didn't understand the meaning behind the word "mother". Although she was happy, her only thought was that "this cub is a fellow tribesman with her blood".
The young bird's feathers are still frizzy. Is that not good?
She hesitantly stretched out her beak and combed the cub's fur.
The few remaining feathers of the young bird were killed by the poisonous beak, leaving a bald spot on its back, making it look even uglier.
Guhuo Bird: “…”
She spat out the few strands of fluff, stretched, and pretended nothing had happened.
The young bird slept until night. Guhuo Bird was waiting to feed him, but there was no movement until now. She yawned, closed her eyes and went to sleep.
She had just fallen asleep when the baby bird woke up.
He emerged from under the animal skin with great energy and jumped twice.
After eating the nectar, the claws became stronger and could stand up on their own!
Ning Ren could barely open his eyes, the blue film had not yet faded, but it was still dark in front of him.
The system checked the countdown for the upgrade of [Mind's Eye], and there were still twelve days left.
It will be soon.
It called out, "Cub."
The young bird was startled.
Ning Ren couldn't understand the ancient language chattering outside, but strangely, he could understand what the strange voice in his mind was saying.
System: "Do you remember me?"
The young bird did not feel threatened, but instead felt a sense of familiarity.
After a while, the system finally heard the childish and awkward voice coming from Ning Ren's heart: "Tong...?"
The system cried out.
Woohoo.
How come that stupid debuff made the kid so weak!
Doesn’t this mean that Chunchun has returned to the state she was in when she first met Asulin?
Fortunately, it’s only four years.
System: "Azi, besides me, do you remember anything else? What is your own name? Do you know it?"
"... Blade... Seven... Miles?"
system:"……"
Well, I don’t even know my own name, so don’t expect anything else.
It can use the translator to translate the tones of the ancient language outside, but for Azai, it is like arriving in a completely unfamiliar language environment.
It's almost like learning to speak again.
It's too difficult.
The system really wants to set up a tutoring class for Azai, but considering Azai's current mental state, it plans to keep quiet for the time being. Perhaps if he stays in one environment for a long time, he will learn.
Besides...sometimes what the Guhuo Bird says isn't always nice. If the cub understood it, it would be so angry that it would die.
Ning Ren returned to his ignorant baby state and waited obediently for a while. When he saw that the strange thing in his mind stopped talking, he shifted his attention.
The young bird was not afraid of the dark environment. It sniffed left and right, and walked out following the smell of nectar like an old man taking a walk.
He walks unsteadily, and when he falls he doesn't cry, but takes revenge right there on the spot.
Kick the ground twice.
The Guhuo bird placed nectar not far from his nest, with a few drops of milk in the nectar, adding a soft milky aroma to the sweet honey.
This time it was served in a small wooden bowl. Ning Ren took a long time to taste the sweet nectar. He ate mouthful after mouthful until his stomach was full.
The young bird lowered its head, tilted it, and pinched its bulging belly with its little wings.
It seems like I can’t eat it anymore.
Eating too much will...
What will happen.
The bird cub was stunned for a moment, not thinking about it. He sat down with the wooden bowl in his hand, leaning against the edge of the bowl, planning to eat when he was hungry. Perhaps because he was afraid of being hungry, every time he was a cub, he instinctively showed an extraordinary enthusiasm and persistence for food.
A light stream of mixed colors flowed through his body, digesting the excess energy from the food.
This is his third reincarnation. He has reached the point where he no longer needs to awaken. His subconscious mind will slowly circulate his mental power throughout his body.
The young birds eat all night long. When they are tired, they sleep for a while and then continue eating when they wake up.
At dawn, I ate a big bowl of nectar and milk, but by the end, only a little residue was left at the bottom.
The young bird fluttered in and after eating the last bit, it found that it could not get out, so it lay down with its round belly and fell asleep on the spot.
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When the Guhuo Bird woke up, it habitually wanted to roll back and forth.
Halfway through the fight, he suddenly seemed to remember something, stopped immediately, carefully folded his wings, and lowered his head to look in the direction of his claws.
The little cub that was supposed to be under the animal skin blanket disappeared without a trace.
Guhuo Bird: “?”
Before she could get anxious, she caught a glimpse of the baby bird sleeping in the small wooden bowl.
Ning Ren had just fallen asleep when he was suddenly picked up. He opened his eyes a crack and heard an incomprehensible cry of surprise:
"You ate so much in one night? Amazing!!"
After a while, the voice suddenly became sharp:
"You eat so much and you don't have any poop?!"
Young birds have not awakened their spiritual power and do not have the ability to purify themselves. How can they not have poop after eating so much!
Do I need to teach this?
She quickly plucked off a leaf and placed it under the baby bird's butt, remembering the advice of the bird leader that baby birds would imitate the behavior of adult birds.
So he squatted down and encouraged the cub: "Come, learn how to move..."
Ning Ren fell asleep in seconds lying on the leaves.
Guhuo Bird couldn't hold it any longer, so it flew to the witch doctor with its young bird in its arms: "Woo woo, my baby can't poop!"
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